Chimera Fields rannsókn

@Solharr

silver eyes followed the path the Goliath wanted him to follow, and his brows lifted in surprise. just moments ago he'd been nothing but a vagrant, an outlander. useful and pitiful. and now, sòlhàrr was demanding he follow him back to his pack. to learn their ways, to prove himself. he could hardly believe it—the second chance he'd always wanted, a new beginning. 

it'd all come so suddenly. sòlhàrr was not suggesting he follow, though. it was decisive. a decision cicero couldn't turn a blind eye too. this could be his redemption. with a decisive nod, the smaller wolf rose gingerly to his feet, careful to how much weight he applied to that lame leg. 

"lead the way, sólhárr."